Village Chief's Backyard

Yang Yu looked at Zhang Shurong's back and said with a sad expression: "She is injured, it's really pitiful."

Feng Gang held her slender and smooth hands and said: "Why didn't she feel sorry for you when she hit you and spit at you. If you hadn't spoken for her, I would never have spared her."

"Forget it." Yang Yu sighed softly, "I don't know how I offended her."

Feng Gang said: "She is just jealous of you, nothing else."

Yang Yu said with concern: "But I am still worried..."

"Xiaoyu, what are you worried about?" Feng Gang looked at her seriously and asked.

Yang Yu said, "Sister Shurong hates me so much, I'm worried that some rumors will spread in the village."

Feng Gang shook his head and said, "She wouldn't dare. Don't worry!"

Yang Yu looked up, her beautiful face met Feng Gang's eyes, and said tenderly, "I don't care what the people in the village say, how they gossip about me, as long as you are by my side, I will be satisfied."

Feng Gang's heart moved, opened his arms and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

"Brother Xiaogang..."

Yang Yu was moved, hugged Feng Gang's waist tightly, and tears were already in her eyes.

...

Sent Yang Yu back home, Feng Gang returned home.

Mom was cooking in the kitchen, and Feng Dongyun was nowhere to be seen.

"Mom, where is Dad?" Feng Gang asked.

"The village chief called a meeting, he went to the meeting." Ma Guilan said while busying herself.

"Meeting?" Feng Gang squatted in front of the stove, grabbed a handful of pine needles and threw them into the stove, and the stove suddenly became ablaze.

"Turn down the fire, turn down the fire, I'm frying eggs, and they're all burnt." Ma Guilan shouted repeatedly, "I didn't ask you to help, why did you come here?"

Feng Gang stood up without hesitation, patted his butt, and went out, shouting as he walked: "I'm going to see what meeting Dad and the others are having?"

He thought in his heart that it was probably Li Qingchuan telling the villagers about potato planting.

The main hall door of the village head's house was wide open, and Li Qingchuan brought all the villagers to the backyard. At this time, he was talking to the villagers about the economic value of planting potatoes and what they should pay attention to when planting.

Feng Gang walked into the backyard and saw dozens of people, both men and women, gathered in the village chief's backyard. Almost all the dozens of households in the village sent a representative to come over. They all moved a chair and found a shady place to listen to Li Qingchuan's statement.

The village chief's wife Song Yuting was standing next to him in sexy clothes, looking at everyone with a smile, making countless men in the village cast wolfish eyes at her.

Feng Gang quickly found his father Feng Dongyun, who listened expressionlessly.

Song Yuting found Feng Gang and smiled at her, without stopping her eyes for too long.

After listening to Li Qingchuan for a while, he finally said, "I have said what I need to say. This time, I applied to the town leaders many times to use our Zijing Village as a potato planting demonstration base. This is a good project. The potatoes grown will not have to worry about not having a market or a good price, and the investment cost is low. It can basically be called a good project with a lot of returns. Ji Bing and I brought the potato seeds back from the town's agricultural bureau yesterday and put them in my house. Everyone go back and think about it. If you need them, come to me tomorrow to buy them. They are three yuan per catty. One mu of land requires about 100 catties of seeds, but after a few months, with our high-end potato seeds, we can produce at least 2,000 catties. Yes. The higher-ups have given me a guarantee that the purchase price will be at least one yuan, which means that one mu of land can earn two thousand kilograms. If you include the purchase of seeds and fertilizers, the maximum investment is only five or six hundred yuan per mu of land. In less than a few months, you can make a net profit of more than one thousand yuan. This is just one mu of land. If you plant a large area, the income will be higher. This is a great opportunity to make money. After everyone starts planting, the town will send special experts from the Agricultural Bureau to explain to everyone how to plant potatoes. This is all free. "

Li Qingchuan spoke eloquently and vividly, with extremely excited emotions, and his eyes flashed with big ingots one after another.

Sure enough, the emotions of the villagers below were also deeply lifted by him.

"Village chief, prepare 100 kilograms for me, I'll make a reservation first!" Huang Dasheng suddenly shouted loudly.

"Okay, Huang Dasheng, one hundred kilograms." Li Qingchuan said with a smile, and said to his wife beside him: "Yuting, write it down quickly. The quantity is limited. See if it is enough? If not, I have to call the leaders in the town."

Song Yuting took a pen and started to register.

"Village chief, I want two hundred kilograms."

"Village chief, I want one hundred kilograms."

...

Five or six people started to shout in a row.

At this time, the atmosphere of the whole audience was suddenly ignited. As if they were afraid that they would not be able to grab potato seeds, they began to scramble to make reservations with Li Qingchuan. Those who had made reservations rushed back home to get the money and prepare to take the potato seeds back this afternoon.

Feng Dongyun was also afraid that he would not be able to get anything at home. When he was about to reserve one hundred kilograms, Feng Gang came over and said, "Dad, let's go back first. It's better to discuss this with Mom."

Feng Dongyun thought so too, nodded, and went straight out of the village chief's backyard with his son.